Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 413: The Devil's Curse

"Yes? No."

He Songling laughed cunningly after hearing Liang Ting's words: "You said you killed nine ninjas and ten Japanese soldiers. Who can prove it? Who counted them? Just say it out loud. Then I said I killed two thousand Japanese soldiers."

"you!"

Liang Ting's little mouse eyes widened. He had always been the one bullying others. When had he ever been bullied like this? For a moment, he even felt a little aggrieved: "You said it, how can you not keep your word? I counted the number of people I killed. If you don't believe me, go back to the battlefield and check the number!"

"Hey, what a coincidence! I counted them myself too. Everyone saw the explosions and bombardments I caused. It's more reliable to say that I killed two thousand Japanese soldiers than to say that you killed nine ninjas, right?"

He Songling sneered, "Besides, there was a chaotic battle at the time, and the ground was littered with corpses. Who knows if you killed them or someone else did? Anyway, everyone except you two died in Quan Xing. Even if you took the credit for someone else's work, no one would complain."

"He, I'm going to fight you to death!"

Liang Ting's eyes turned green, his black tendons and soft bones activated, he propped himself up, pounced on He Songling and was ready to fight to the death.

"Eh!"

He Songling was so cunning. The artillery fire just blocked the space, but Liang Ting couldn't block it. Even if he couldn't transform into Qi now and couldn't merge into the world, the body skills he taught Liu Wei were enough to dodge Liang Ting's attack. Although he was seriously injured, Liang Ting's condition was not good either, right?
His feet slid lightly, as if he was stepping on a pulley, and he made room very smoothly. Liang Ting was injured and could not turn quickly for a while. He Songling used the Qi out of his body to push him lightly on the back, and with his own strength, he fell forward to the ground with a plop.

"Don't do it, I'm warning you. Do you believe me? I will strip you naked and hang you on the mountain, destroy your Qi, and let all the victims of your previous crimes come up one by one to take revenge?"

"Fuck you..." Liang Ting has been in the martial arts world for more than 30 years, and he has never felt so powerless as he does now. He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I beg you, if you can really find what I want, you can treat me like this. I want to feel fucking good!!"

At the end of his speech, he was filled with evil spirit, his eyes turned red again, and he was like a madman. After all, he had been with Wu Gensheng for several years, and now he was injured, so he could no longer suppress his evil nature.

"Don't shout. What are you shouting for?"

He Songling slapped his hand back, and a stream of innate energy entered his body, making Liang Ting's glasses clear instantly.

"You, you are..."

"Stop making noise." He Songling was afraid that Liang Ting would expose his Qi body essence. Although Liang Ting's strength was not as good as that of He Songling, Zuo Ruotong, and the two Zhangs from Longhu Mountain, the Grandmaster level was also certified and could tell the good from the bad. If Wu Gensheng knew about it, he would be scared and not dare to go to Sanyi Sect.

"How about this, I'll assume you passed. The Tang Sect's people will retreat tonight, and I'll take you to find them."

"really?"

"It is indeed true, but remember one thing: you must die. After you find what you have always wanted to find, you must die."

He Songling narrowed his eyes and looked at Liang Ting: "You debuted at about the same age as me. I don't need to tell you what you have done. Since I have met you this time, you must die. Can you accept it? If you accept it, I will take you to find it tonight. If you don't accept it... then I will kill you now." Just as Wu Gensheng thought, He Songling confronted Liang Ting directly. It doesn't matter if you die early or late, it's all the same.

"Hey, okay." Liang Ting was silent for about five minutes before he spoke. His voice became hoarse as he opened his mouth: "I have done all kinds of evil in my life. Today I am in your hands, which means I have done a lot of evil. I accept it, of course I accept it. Even if you lied to me, I will live a little longer, right?"

"Don't worry, I can't fool you."

He Songling nodded after hearing this: "After all, you did kill a lot of devils. Your crime is unforgivable, but your merits should be rewarded. You, Bai Xiao Liang Ting, deserve to get the truth for your ending."

"Then I will, thank you very much!"

Liang Ting is indeed a master of practice. Regardless of whether he is good or evil, his character is always up to standard. When he first heard He Songling's words, his voice was indeed hoarse and desperate, but once he accepted this outcome, he seemed relieved. He laughed and didn't care about others. He sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and practiced Qi to recover from his injuries.

"I have to thank you too." Wu Gensheng also spoke at this time.

"I haven't said I won't kill you yet, so thank you first."

"That's not it. Brother Liang is a disciple of Quan Xing, and I am the head of Quan Xing. Since I am the head, I have the obligation to help them."

Wu Gensheng wanted to smile, but it hurt his wound and he grimaced in pain: "I have been looking for him for two years and I haven't found him yet. I am a little unsure. It would be great if you could help me with this."

"No need to thank me. Since it's your job, I won't steal yours. The credit still goes to you. Just give me the 'Heavenly Devil's Spell' and let's make a deal." He Songling stretched out his hand towards Wu Gensheng.

"What do you want this thing for?" Wu Gensheng was stunned.

He was not stingy, nor was he worried. Although this thing was very dangerous and He Songling was a scumbag, no matter who said it, this evil thing would be much safer in the hands of a disciple of the Sanyi Sect than in the hands of him, the head of the Quanxing Sect.

He was simply confused: "Don't you know a hundred arts? I heard that you even know the Wuhou School's Qimen. It's just controlling the inner scene. Is it necessary?"

"Of course I don't need it." He Songling waved his hand: "It's purely to satisfy my collecting habit. Also, I'm a righteous man, and now I'm the self-proclaimed leader of the righteous path. I can't help you two save your nature for nothing, right?"

"Step on. Namo - Mara King..." Wu Gensheng didn't say anything more and recited the scripture to He Songling on the spot.

This scripture is not a method of cultivation. Not to mention He Songling's cheat, even ordinary people will be pulled into the inner scene after reading it once and get all the things they want. So almost instantly, He Songling had already chanted the mantra and entered this inner scene "haunted by the demon Po Xun".

"Mara... huh." He Songling woke up almost instantly. This scene did not tempt him at all. Not to mention that he had an innate Qi running through his body and possessed an innate spirit, even if he was only at Zuo Rutong's level, he would not be fascinated by it.

He was a very vulgar person, and all he wanted was money and beautiful women. But in this life, he had them all. Or, in other words, this life he traveled through, this world of "One Person", was the inner scene of his "Heavenly Magic Spell of Transformation", and it was satisfying all his wishes.

Now that you have it, what else is there to be tempted by?
(End of this chapter)